I am going to sleep

because I have spent the better part of the last three hours reading disturbing childrens books online and trying not to stare at the glorious plumbers crack of the guy sitting in front of me.

I need something with which to bop myself over the head until I become an efficient automaton of programming perfection.

Also, say hello to Mr. Alien Fish Man.

Note how his absence of junk does not prevent him from being damn sexy.